Kurt Philip Behm

Lost Words (+3)

Those thoughts not adopted

  and orphaned alone

 

To never have surnames

  —all bastards enthroned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December 24, 2014)

 

 

Anonymity

 

 Are you obligated

To retain

The verses you write,

Or do you systematically

Release

What no longer can survive

Unnamed,

As they mark the trail

Of their exit

With letters penned in

Judgment

That you no longer own,

Memory forming

An ancient speech pattern

Waiting silent and distant

For new words to create

An even newer anonymity

  —where truth may be found

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2014)

 

 

Verbal Explosion

 

Written in the moment

   placed into time

 

The instant exploding

  —forever to rhyme

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2014)

 

 

Kill Shot

 

If language a bullet,

  the pen is my gun

 

Its wound self inflicted,

  the verse zero-sum

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)